Romance

I hang on to my old ways, although you think I'm sending mixed signals, I still believe in bringing flowers to your doorstep, kissing your forehead and telling you I'm lucky to have you.

I'm stuck onto the old ways when words were used so gingerly as a knock on the heart of the girl who caught your eye.

A smile was so greatly appreciated, just the sight of her eyes glowing while she's smiling. Your rhythmic heartbeat as you slowly moved closer to her and softly kissed her lips.  

Unlike how modern day has changed those oh-so-romantic gestures into what they call 'cheesy' and 'corny', I'm getting sucked in the quick ways of doing things.